Don’t Take it for Granted

I walk through doors that barely stand,

See a world most folks don’t understand.

Broken beds, a silent phone,

People hurtin’ deep and feelin’ alone.

She can’t move much, he can’t breathe right,

They haven’t seen a clean bed in the night.

And I load ‘em up with all I can give—

And pray they get one more day to live.

So I thank God I can walk, I can run, I can see,

I can breathe on my own and fall asleep in peace.

Every cup of coffee, every warm shower stream,

Every sunrise I catch while the world still dreams.

It’s a life, not a promise, it’s a gift I’ve been handed—

So I try real hard not to take it for granted.

He fought in wars, now he fights to stand,

Needs help just to lift a shaky hand.

Used to build homes, now he’s stuck in one,

With four walls and no daughter or son.

And I leave their place feelin’ heavy inside,

Knowin’ I’ll go home and they’ll still be tryin’.

So I hold my breath and say a quiet prayer—

For the strength to care, and just be there.

Yeah, I thank God I can laugh, I can drive, I can eat,

That I’ve still got folks who wait up for me.

Every hot meal, every friendly face,

Every step I take with a little more grace.

This ain’t just work, it’s a truth I’ve been handed—

Don’t take a single heartbeat for granted.

And maybe someday, I’ll be in that chair,

But I hope someone will still stop and care.

We’re all just one turn, one call away—

From needin’ what we have today…

So I thank God I can walk, I can run, I can see,

That I’ve got a voice and a will to be free.

Every hug, every laugh, every friend I’ve known,

Every chance to say “you’re not alone.”

It’s a life, not a promise, it’s a gift I’ve been handed—

So I’ll live it loud, and not take it for granted.